Serenity Chapter Two
It seemed as if I were a helpless baby bird that had fallen out of its nest. I was looking for a way to fly and knew no one would help me no matter how hard I chirped. The silence between us seemed to last for eternity, until I built up the courage inside of me to speak to this strange and unfamiliar light that I was chasing.
"That's..........umm............a..........very good book.............that you're umm.....reading."
"Yes. I agree."
"Would you.........uh...umm......like to go get a cup of coffee or something? It's just down the block."
"I would like that. By the way, my name is Serena."
"Landon. Landon Carter."
The words she said seemed to flow from her mouth as if they were doing a ballet dance with sharp but elegant movements. Saying that she would come down to the coffee shop with me made my heart leap and stop at the same time. I did not know how to act after that. But something about Serena made me feel as if I did not have to pretend to be something I was not. There is something about Serena that makes her different, even different from Jamie.
The walk along the sidewalks in this autumn morning did not seem as cold and depressing as before with Serena by my side. Serena is my summer sun, always shinning brightly. Walking to the coffee shop seemed too short. If I could have, I would have frozen that moment and made it into a picture that I could keep forever.
Once we reached the coffee shop, the smells of cinnamon, chocolate, coffee beans, and vanilla reached our noses. The sounds of laughter, joy, and peace reached our ears. The feelings of harmony and warmth reached our souls. The sight of happiness flowed in our eyes and into our hearts and minds.
After we ordered our warm coffee and delicious muffins we sat down in the couch by the window, looking out into the town. Serena's conversations were filled with intelligence and brilliance. Everything I said seemed too immature and childish compared to hers. This was another moment I would freeze and keep with me forever. But little did I know that my moment was to come to an immediate end.
Out of the blue, Serena began screaming at the top of her lungs. Everyone went silent and stared at us. Next Serena began scratching her whole body and yelling that were snakes slithering across her. Before I could even react, blood was flowing out of her freshly scratched wounds. I did not know what to do and even if I did I would not know how to do it. I tried calming her but she slapped me and called me the devil. People continued to stare and just stand still while I tried to help her. All of a sudden the room was dead quiet and before I could have time to blink I noticed Serena lying on the carpeted floor. A group of people rushed over to her while I stood perfectly still. The room began to spin and I began to feel as if I were caught up in a tornado. Once I blinked, reality flashing back into my eyes. I realized that I needed to do something besides starring out into space. I needed to do something other standing over Serena's body trying to awake her with water and air. Looking down on her lifeless and still body killed my mind, body, and spirit. I knew that I needed to take action for the one I loved. Quickly I pulled out my cell phone and began to dial 9-1-1.
"9-1-1. My friend just collapsed after about five minutes of screaming and scratching her face. I am located at 43178 Mulberry Lane at Tamica's Coffee Shop. Please hurry!"
Immediately I knelt beside Serena and began helplessly telling her to wake up. Within five minutes the ambulance came rushing down the street and running into the coffee shop over to Serena. By now a huge crowd had gathered outside the window and began peering inside to see what all the commotion was about. I felt like a bug under a microscope being stared at and experimented on.
As Serena was being put into the ambulance I asked if I could ride along too. Looking out the window at the passing cars suddenly halting for us my wind became a thunderstorm. Everything was my fault. I should have called 9-1-1 sooner. I should have talked to Serena. I should have brought her somewhere else. I should have, I should have, I should have was all that I could hear myself saying.
It seemed as if I were a helpless baby bird that had fallen out of its nest. I was looking for a way to fly and knew no one would help me no matter how hard I chirped. The silence between us seemed to last for eternity, until I built up the courage inside of me to speak to this strange and unfamiliar light that I was chasing.
"That's..........umm............a..........very good book.............that you're umm.....reading."
"Yes. I agree."
"Would you.........uh...umm......like to go get a cup of coffee or something? It's just down the block."
"I would like that. By the way, my name is Serena."
"Landon. Landon Carter."
The words she said seemed to flow from her mouth as if they were doing a ballet dance with sharp but elegant movements. Saying that she would come down to the coffee shop with me made my heart leap and stop at the same time. I did not know how to act after that. But something about Serena made me feel as if I did not have to pretend to be something I was not. There is something about Serena that makes her different, even different from Jamie.
The walk along the sidewalks in this autumn morning did not seem as cold and depressing as before with Serena by my side. Serena is my summer sun, always shinning brightly. Walking to the coffee shop seemed too short. If I could have, I would have frozen that moment and made it into a picture that I could keep forever.
Once we reached the coffee shop, the smells of cinnamon, chocolate, coffee beans, and vanilla reached our noses. The sounds of laughter, joy, and peace reached our ears. The feelings of harmony and warmth reached our souls. The sight of happiness flowed in our eyes and into our hearts and minds.
After we ordered our warm coffee and delicious muffins we sat down in the couch by the window, looking out into the town. Serena's conversations were filled with intelligence and brilliance. Everything I said seemed too immature and childish compared to hers. This was another moment I would freeze and keep with me forever. But little did I know that my moment was to come to an immediate end.
Out of the blue, Serena began screaming at the top of her lungs. Everyone went silent and stared at us. Next Serena began scratching her whole body and yelling that were snakes slithering across her. Before I could even react, blood was flowing out of her freshly scratched wounds. I did not know what to do and even if I did I would not know how to do it. I tried calming her but she slapped me and called me the devil. People continued to stare and just stand still while I tried to help her. All of a sudden the room was dead quiet and before I could have time to blink I noticed Serena lying on the carpeted floor. A group of people rushed over to her while I stood perfectly still. The room began to spin and I began to feel as if I were caught up in a tornado. Once I blinked, reality flashing back into my eyes. I realized that I needed to do something besides starring out into space. I needed to do something other standing over Serena's body trying to awake her with water and air. Looking down on her lifeless and still body killed my mind, body, and spirit. I knew that I needed to take action for the one I loved. Quickly I pulled out my cell phone and began to dial 9-1-1.
"9-1-1. My friend just collapsed after about five minutes of screaming and scratching her face. I am located at 43178 Mulberry Lane at Tamica's Coffee Shop. Please hurry!"
Immediately I knelt beside Serena and began helplessly telling her to wake up. Within five minutes the ambulance came rushing down the street and running into the coffee shop over to Serena. By now a huge crowd had gathered outside the window and began peering inside to see what all the commotion was about. I felt like a bug under a microscope being stared at and experimented on.
As Serena was being put into the ambulance I asked if I could ride along too. Looking out the window at the passing cars suddenly halting for us my wind became a thunderstorm. Everything was my fault. I should have called 9-1-1 sooner. I should have talked to Serena. I should have brought her somewhere else. I should have, I should have, I should have was all that I could hear myself saying.